"So, you think we're more attractive without underwear than with it, Ed?" On the messy bed, the lazy Miranda lay naked, leaning against Adrian, holding red wine and deliberately using a sweet tone.
Her face carried a shy smile—although it was faked—but the dimples made her appear very sweet and cute. Also holding a wine glass, half-reclined on his legs, the equally naked Alexander, though without the signature enthusiastic smile, also propped her chin with an inquisitive look as she awaited Adrian's answer.
"No, no, no, you don't have to do that. Just wear it and let me take a few more photos." Adrian said earnestly.
"Oh!" The two ladies immediately teased him and rolled their eyes in unison, looking rather dismissive.
"See, I told you, he only wants more." Alexander turned over, sipping her red wine as she spoke.
"I absolutely won't agree, Ed," Miranda immediately raised her voice, "I'm a model with Eller, not a Playboy playmate, much less...a porn actress!"
